[Boobnosis]

The Netherworld...

A land where Demons and their kind roam, causing untold amounts of chaos for the sake of it. It's within their nature, something that cannot be ignored...

"Booooooobs..."

And the trouble currently plaguing the Netherworld was a symptom of this unavoidable nature, as several of the most powerful Demons in the whole Netherworld were now nothing more than dull-eyed slaves that were busy trying to squeeze the air itself...

All of them mumbling and murmuring about the very same thing. The thing they were all obsessed over, like a bunch of zombies.

Boobs. Tits. Bazongas. Honka Donkas.

It seemed as if a plague of breasts had claimed the minds of even the strongest Demons, leaving very few that were actually able to fight back against the influence.

"SHUT UP ABOUT BREASTS ALREADY!"

And one of those few, was perhaps the one that hated breasts the most. The Beauty Queen herself, Etna. Who was currently stomping some of her former allies into the ground, just because they kept on murmuring about breasts in her presence.

Her hatred for those orbs, those massive mounds, those absolutely astonishing Honka Donkas, came from the absolute lack of any on her own chest. She simply had nothing. Just a flat chest that would never grow any bigger.

Oh, she had tried. She had tried the richest milk from a neighboring Netherworld that was filled with nothing but Titty Monsters, but that didn't work. She tried to experiment with that Horse Wiener, because somebody had told her that it would produce the necessary vitamins to help agitate the growth of her assets. She had even tried to simply keep massaging them day in and day out.

None of that worked. And the perverts that had tried to feed her said lies were thoroughly punished for their efforts. They'd be mourning the loss of the family jewels for a long time...

But that was simply the reason why she hated breasts. And the reason why she was absolutely furious at the moment. ESPECIALLY since a certain squad of Prinnies decided not to heed her commands when she called for them, so she could bomb the whole horde of titty-obsessed idiots!

"I swear, when I get my hands on those Prinnies, I'm going to make sure that they suffer! I might just cook them and force feed them to the Prince!" Oh yes. She was angry. Truly, absolutely and positively, furious.

Which was why she could hear the faint cries of Prinnies in the distance. The faint cry of idiots that were trying to avoid her. Which lit a fire in her eyes, as she swiftly tossed her favorite spear straight at the wall they were trying to hide behind.

"DON'T YOU THINK I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

The Prinnies that were hiding behind the wall were exposed as soon as the wall cracked from her violent throw. With a unified and terrified cry of "RUN, DOOD!", they scrambled to run away. All so that they wouldn't be caught in the path of her wrath!

"COME BACK HERE!" Etna shouted as she chased after them, skidding as she rounded the corner. "YOU GUYS ARE GOING TO SERVE AS PARTY POPPERS ONCE I'M Done with..?"

Her anger was momentarily replaced with confusion, as she found herself preempted by another set of demons. They had gone through the trouble of getting past her, all so they could grab ahold of these running Prinnies.

"Look, boys! The Boobs you love! Come and touch, they won't harm you!"

It was a set of Succubi. Big. Bountiful. Buxom. Succubi. Not unlike the ones that had been hired by the Prince after he tried to deal with his titty troubles. But these ones were a lot more aggressive, and before the Prinnies had the chance to dive straight into the soft chasms that they no doubt wanted a taste of...

They were pulled straight in, with their bodies trapped in between those mountains. Almost immediately, it was like something exploded within them. And as they were let go, they started spinning around. Revealing their titty-filled eyes, as they started murmuring just like all the others. "Boooooobs..."

Etna twitched and trembled with untold levels of rage as she slammed the butt of her spear against the ground. "You three. You're the ones that have been causing all of these problems throughout the Netherworld, aren't you?" In a way, she could consider herself a lucky gal. Because the supposed culprits had decided to appear right in front of her.

And it seemed as if her reputation precedes her, as the three Succubi immediately grew pale as they were faced with Etna's rage. "M-Master Etna! We-'' One of them cried out, only for her fellow Succubi to cover up her mouth and yank her away before she let out anything more incriminating than those dangerous words.

Words that quickly started to turn a couple of gears inside of Etna's head. Gears that very quickly started to accelerate with rage as she tossed her spear at the trio, cracking her knuckles as the ground beneath her cracked under the weight of her rage.

"YOU THREE. YOU'RE PRINNIES, AREN'T YOU?"

As one of the very few people in the Prince's employ that had actually had intellect to spare, she could easily put together that these three troublemakers were... Well, simply put, reincarnated Prinnies. Which meant that three idiots had started to get a little too cocky, and thought by reincarnating, they'd get the chance they needed to do what they wanted.

The way that the trio started to shake with utter fear only confirmed that, as they quickly started to back away. "I-I told you that you shouldn't let her hear, Dood!" Indeed, once their identity had been revealed, the vocal tic of the Prinnies came rushing from their lips.

"How was I supposed to know that she'd actually figure it out, Dood?! Master Etna can't stop watching TV all day, so I thought she wouldn't mind if we took over!" Another one of the Succubi just spilled their entire plan, causing her partners to collectively bonk her on the head...

And she could still hear them. Causing the walls to start crumbling from the pressure that her rage forced upon the world around her. The more that they talked, the more that they made fools of themselves, the more Etna would destroy in turn.

"W-Wait, Master Etna, wait! We've got a really good reason for why we're doing this, Dood!" The 'leader' of the trio, who could be identified by the fact that her bust was the biggest of them all, tried to talk some sense into their former Master. "We only do this to show that we've got enough power so that we can get a raise! That's all!"

"THE ONLY RAISE YOU'RE GETTING IS BEING RAZED TO HELL AND BACK!" Etna cried out, as she began to gather flames in the palm of her hand. Oh, she was going to make sure that these broads were cooked. So cooked that there was absolutely no way that they could reincarnate ever again. They'd go right back to being the Prinnies they were supposed to b-

"Booooooobs!"

Before she had a chance to really start properly charging, however, she was pushed forward. By... One of the idiots that had been transfixed by the Succubi's breasts. Not just one idiot either, a whole wave of idiots was crashing in from behind her. Causing her to not only lose her footing, but her concentration as well.

"Shut up about boobs already! Those boobs are why you're like this, idiots!" Etna cried out, as the wave of titty-addicted idiots pushed her closer and closer to the culprits. Culprits that were quickly throwing glances at one another, trying to figure out what exactly they could do in a situation like this.

Either they help Etna and try to make things right and avoid getting their bodies grilled... Oorrrr...

"Here, boys and girls! Here here!"

The Succubi giggled in turn as they funneled themselves together. Standing almost directly up against each other, which made their tits look like an even deeper canyon of comfy than they really were. And with their tits gathered into one nice and tight space...

It only took a few seconds for the massive wave to simply start going straight for them, each of the many Demons that made up the wave of idiots crying out for the boobs that they wanted. And at the front of it all was Etna, who still couldn't force them away.

"Stop it, damnit! You're all idiots! Idiiioooooottts!" She cried out, as she tried to simply use some of her power to blow them away...

Until she ended up right where they all wanted to be. Right in between the three sets of wonderfully soft, absolutely engrossing tits. Right in that intersection where they were at their softest, with the three Succubi each started to sweat as they saw that she had ended up where they wanted her...

While they had managed to capture Etna, an act that was comparable to a miracle with how unlikely it was, that didn't mean that they had actually succeeded in making her lose her mind just like all the other Booby Zombies that they had made. She could be immune, considering how much she hated breasts!

They could feel the tension in the air growing as they looked down upon her... "Master Etna, Dood?" They asked in unison, as they slowly pulled away ever slightly. Just to see if she had fallen under their spell...

Silence. She just stood there. Not a single word leaving her lips. Yet at the same time, her rage was not wreaking havoc on the world around her. Could it be..?

"Boooooobs..."

The redheaded Beauty Queen gazed forward, and revealed the breasts that were captured within her irises. She was completely and utterly and overwhelmingly entranced! They did it! They had managed to capture her too!

"We did it, Dood!" The Succubi each cried out as they quickly hugged one another, tears running down their cheeks as they felt an overwhelming sense of relief washing over them. Their greatest fear, their biggest enemy, now nothing more than a thrall to their powers..!

Of course they were happy with this kind of development. It was exactly what they had hoped for. Now, with their former Master on their side as yet another one of the Booby Zombies, that meant that there was nothing that was going to stop them from claiming the Prince as well! He was weak to their tits too, so he'd definitely end up just like them..!

"What are we going to do when we become the Booby Overlords?" One of the Succubi asked, grinning like the deviant she was. "I bet we can monopolize boobs and just have them all for ourselves, dood!"

"No no, that'd mean we wouldn't be able to move. They'd grow way too big if we did something like that." One of the other Succubi spoke up, before grinning as she started to rub her hands up against her own breasts. "Let's just make them all use their cash on us, so we can live in luxury for the rest of our lives, dood!"

"Can't do that either, the Tax Netherworld's gonna come after us once they realize everyone's evading payments." The leader pointed out, causing both of her allies to deflate as their dreams came crashing down. "But that doesn't mean we can't figure out what we want to do when we get there. It's still a dream, dood!"

She was right. They still had a horde of Booby Zombies, and they could do whatever they wanted once they became Booby Overlords. They just had to deal with the Prince, and then they'd be home free. Everything else could come after that!

"Hold it right there, you booby friends!"

The succubus trio paused as they turned towards the voice calling upon them, as bright lights shone upward, towards one of the decorative pillars...

Standing on that pillar, with her arms spread out like she was some sort of super hero, was the Fallen Angel herself, Flonne. And she quickly started pointing down at the evildoers that had seduced and brainwashed all of her other friends with their big friendish boobers. "Your Boobs don't compare to True Love! Give up now, if you know what's good for you!"

The Succubi looked between themselves as Flonne jumped down from her vantage point, posing dramatically still. They knew she was a rather... special kind of girl, but this was the first time that they had seen her evangelize breasts. "Boobs are boobs, Dood. I don't think you understand, since you're flat."

Flonne could feel her heart being pierced by the casual insult, but that just made the flames of passion light up brighter in her eyes. "No! Boobs are more than just boobs! Boobs are a pillow to help you hear the sound of your lover's heart! Without that love, Boobs are nothing!" She adamantly insisted, before pointing towards Etna. "I know that Etna would agree! That's why I can tell you've done bad things to her!"

"You came here literally just because we put Master Etna into our tits, dood..?" The leader of the Succubi asked, with the blonde nodding in turn. "Wow." She didn't have any other words to properly describe how absurd and insane that was, but she took a single look at the Beauty Queen after that...

She looked so utterly and overwhelmingly entranced that there was absolutely no way that what Flonne said would be true. She was completely in love with their breasts now. a Booby Zombie with no way to turn back...

"Alright. If you really think your flat chest is better than our Boobs, then why don't you give them a try, dood?" The leader of the Succubi said as she grabbed ahold of Etna and tossed her towards the angel, a little smirk on her face. She knew that the Fallen Angel wouldn't be able to cure this brainwashing.

Their tits were so strong that they almost brainwashed each other after they had reincarnated. Even a Fallen Angel who was best friends with the Prince wouldn't be able to cure it. Much less fight back... against...

"Dood, you should've just pulled her into our tits." "Yeah, dood."

Maybe she should've. But the three of them were still Prinnies at the end of the day, so it's not like they had sound judgment when the chips were on the table.

Flonne opened up her arms as Etna flew towards her chest. "Come, Etna! I'll give you lots of love to make you turn right back to normal! No longer will you be plagued by those big bad boobies that you hate so much!" She was confident that she could fix this. Confident that her love was way stronger than those boobies were. She was going to show these bad booby baddies that love was the way!

The boobnotized Beauty Queen made direct impact with the flat chested Fallen Angel's cliff of a bosom, as a massive heart erupted from the impact. All while the Beauty Queen's feet slowly hit the ground...

The tension was in the air. And little by little, cracks started to form underneath Etna, as the Succubi rightfully began to fear for their lives once again...

"I LOVE FLAT CHESTS!"

Etna whipped around, her eyes now filled with hearts and with flat chests. Which meant that all the boob obsessed idiots that had been pushing her towards the booby bandicts, and the booby bandits themselves, were now targets of her violent love.

Violent love that immediately formed into a massive fireball in her hands, one that Flonne couldn't help but clap at. Etna finally understood! Yes, this was what Love was all about! Putting it all on the line for the sake of what you love!

"You finally get it, Etna! I'm so proud of you!" Flonne cried out, as she pulled Etna back towards her chest. Right after she had launched the fireball that would incinerate all of the ones that loved big breasts instead of the flat chests that were clearly superior...

Leaving Etna to happily and entrancedly snuggle her face up against that flat chest that she had come to love, thanks to the overwhelming hypnotic effect that Flonne's love-filled chest had. "Flaaaat chestt..."

Not that Flonne realized what had happened. Not that it even really mattered. What mattered was that Etna saw the light, and understood exactly how powerful love was. And with her by her side, now the Prince would understand too! With them pinning him between their flat chests, nothing was going to stop them from having him feel their love!

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"Atchoo!"

Laharl sniffled as he sat up in his coffin, looking more than dead. It was like somebody had said his name in vain... Or worse, thought about him in some stupid lovey dovey kind of way.

"I swear, if that Love Freak is trying to make me seem like some sort of perfect lover..."

The young Prince yawned as he slowly started to slip right back down to where he had been lying prior. He was far, far too tired to really be bothered to investigate what had happened. Instead, he simply wanted to sleep.

There had been a whole lot of noise outside not that long ago, which made his sleep really uncomfortable. But now all he heard was the faint sound of fire, and the warmth that came with it. Somebody probably grilled somebody whole. Good. It meant that he could sleep a lot easier.

Before long, the Prince had managed to fall asleep. Drooling a little onto the bottom of his coffin, as he drifted deep into dreamland. Completely ignorant of what had been happening outside, ignorant to the nature that had been exploited...

"Zzz... Booobs... Zzzz..."

Ignorant to how badly he would've been affected, should they have reached him...